Rap Snacks

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Louie Ray] Respect is what you earn, but you gotta demand it Treat the streets like a dog, I'm tryna command it I ain't shooting just to shoot, I be shooting and landing Know you [?] when artillery jamming I get up and leave, no scheduled planning I've been through a lot of shit, got me scarred and dammaged [?] buz, but it's hard to manage Got a lot of metaphors, I'm just straight up saying it [?] straight up [?] Everybody stealing money, ain't a free [?] [?] but the weed ain't average [?] we got [?] RJ Lamont, [?] trippin [?] beats [?] spinich [?] hand on the trigger [?] I got [?] on me, might just invest [?] Hoes fighting over me, just know I'm leaving with the winner Cause I [?] in the winter If I wanted to, I could [?] my kids all in hеr [?] make it bigger I'm a street rapper, madе a hundred last month, gotta keep rapping You know she gotta throw the pussy, [?] asking [?] matching [?] cracking And I don't [?] that's been my reaction Always made her turn around like [?] [?] collecting them [?] [?] Ain't gotta tell me bout my city, I live [?] I know I'm doing something right, cause [?] [?] I know she an actress Know too many tricks, I know she [?] [Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd] [?] first breaks, in a few weeks I've been rapping And fucking on a few freaks In Atlanta, dropped an ep with QC [?] some new heat RJ Lamont, you a motherfucking [?] [?] blood cousin You said a nigga was down bad, but yet you did nothing [?] cousin I'm in some other type of luggage But still [?] pussy You don't really love me [?] Bitch who the fuck [?] [?] doing something [?] [?] ugly as hell [?] You ain't really got no [?] shit [?] [?] his face if he tryna [?] AR 15 [?] complement each other Bro tryna shoot, damb near just [?] each other I think my auntie kinda fine, we gonna hump each other That's my uncle girlfriend, but we don't love each other [?] bitch we don't know each other